Service for Chris
Jan. 4th, 2009 12:28 amToday was the service for Chris V. It was at the Chapel of the Chimes in Oakland, and was a nice affair. The chapel is attractive and our 60 or so mourners managed to fill it sufficiently that it felt well-attended.
T. gave a very beautiful eulogy that was heartwarming and personal, and reminded us of what they'd lost.
Mark M. also offered a nice eulogy, and one that particularly amused me in one part. He talked about grilling hamburgers at Chris' place one day, and burning them terribly. He said that he took one bite and realized it was inedible, and he looked over and saw that Chris was already three bites in to his own burger. He attributed it to Chris being too polite to say anything, but I suspect it was just Chris being oblivious. I guess we each see what we expect.
After the service the saturday gamers and I returned to my house where we drank and played games. Chris, who often brought hard lemonade to my board game nights, would have enjoyed it.
I was happy to have a decent set of games that play very well at 6-8. We played Formula D, Shadows Over Camelot and Havoc: The Hundred Years War.
Now the day is done, and the rest of us will wake up tomorrow and move on with our lives.
Yesterday I dug out the guest book from Kimberly & my's wedding. I was looking to see if Chris had written anything that I could pass on to T., who was working on his eulogy.
Chris' note was funny, something that I didn't give him credit for enough, and I enjoyed seeing it again, but it wasn't anything that I passed on.
What did strike, me, however, as I paged through that guestbook is that the four people who I know who died in 2008 had all written us notes there; every one was at our wedding or our picnic afterward: Betty Wiedlin, Bob Pepelka, Rory Root, Chris Van Horn.
Not a good year.
T. gave a very beautiful eulogy that was heartwarming and personal, and reminded us of what they'd lost.
Mark M. also offered a nice eulogy, and one that particularly amused me in one part. He talked about grilling hamburgers at Chris' place one day, and burning them terribly. He said that he took one bite and realized it was inedible, and he looked over and saw that Chris was already three bites in to his own burger. He attributed it to Chris being too polite to say anything, but I suspect it was just Chris being oblivious. I guess we each see what we expect.
After the service the saturday gamers and I returned to my house where we drank and played games. Chris, who often brought hard lemonade to my board game nights, would have enjoyed it.
I was happy to have a decent set of games that play very well at 6-8. We played Formula D, Shadows Over Camelot and Havoc: The Hundred Years War.
Now the day is done, and the rest of us will wake up tomorrow and move on with our lives.
Yesterday I dug out the guest book from Kimberly & my's wedding. I was looking to see if Chris had written anything that I could pass on to T., who was working on his eulogy.
Chris' note was funny, something that I didn't give him credit for enough, and I enjoyed seeing it again, but it wasn't anything that I passed on.
What did strike, me, however, as I paged through that guestbook is that the four people who I know who died in 2008 had all written us notes there; every one was at our wedding or our picnic afterward: Betty Wiedlin, Bob Pepelka, Rory Root, Chris Van Horn.
Not a good year.